There are fish in Ming Nan

right?It's true that your eyes glow green when you look at girls. "

The people around burst into laughter, Liang Bitan turned his head away, and whispered: "I'll help Senior Sister Song go back first."

Wen Yu is indeed a good teacher and gets along well with all the students.She took the other two girls to live in a tent, said good night to everyone, and was about to go back, when she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Does anyone want to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning?"

Her eyebrows and eyes are very slender, and she looks gentle and moving in the night.She said it to everyone with a smile, but her eyes hovered over Zhong Yue like a mist.

"I got up very early to see the sunrise, but I heard that the sunrise on Ruyuan Mountain is worth seeing." Xu Zhitong said, "Then please call us when Teacher Wen wakes up!"

"Okay." Wen Yu nodded, "Girls all go, don't you boys want to sleep in?"

Dai Yang is usually more lazy than fat people, but now in order to spend more time with his girlfriend, he hastily agreed: "Look! I have never seen a sunrise in the mountains before, so I can't miss it!"

Wen Yu said: "You can start at about 04:30, and wait at the edge of the cliff at five o'clock. The temperature is low in the early morning, so everyone can take a blanket and put it on your body so that you don't catch a cold."

As the night deepened, yawning seemed to be contagious.Su Qian was still sitting by the stream, waving at them from a distance: "I'll go back after the wind blows for a while."

Soon there was no one around Yinxi, Su Qian stared blankly at the overlapping valleys in the distance.Once he calmed down, his hearing became surprisingly good, and he could easily distinguish the sound of the Yin River flowing past him, and the echo of the waterfall breaking the rock in the deep pool below the mountain bit by bit.

And the lights of Wanyang city were too sparse to be seen.

He put his hand on his forehead and rubbed it vigorously.

When he first arrived at Ruyuan Mountain, he only felt the vigor in this mountain, which exists in many places where there are gods and ghosts practicing.But as time went by, he felt more and more pressure, and he was almost unable to maintain his human body.In such a situation, he couldn't go back to the tent and stay with his classmates.

But it's also good.He likes the waterside, which makes him feel that the scattered time and space in his memory are gradually closing, as if nothing has changed.

Under his call, foxtail algae densely drilled out from the bottom of the water and climbed up the invisible air, like a green and soft net.The current of Yinxi stream eased, he raised his hand, and a small eddy appeared on the water surface facing his palm, and the foxtail algae were involuntarily engulfed in it.The green in the vortex became thicker and thicker until it became like a piece of dark green emerald, and what surrounded him were thin and broken voices, like countless girls humming songs in an incomprehensible language.

After a long time, he stood up, and the dizziness of being forced down inevitably seized him.

Some dim light spots appeared in Su Qian's blurred vision. He was still standing in the water, his calves were submerged in the cheerful stream, and in his slightly clearer eyes, he saw a few fireflies staggeringly flying towards him , falling on one of his shoulders.

Zhong Yue went back and forth, standing on the shore, his thin lips pursed slightly, with some unknown worries.

"Coax me with this little trick?" Su Qian whispered.

Fireflies flew in twos and threes from the woods, the cracks in the rocks, and across the stream, lighting up the night around them.

"Not rare?" Zhong Yue's tone could not detect any emotion.

"What do you think?" Su Qian asked back, "Someone once gave me a mountain full of fireflies...but unfortunately, I forgot where that mountain is, so I can't find it."

Su Qian's eyes were a little empty, and he didn't know where to look.Zhong Yue looked down at him, his lips moved, hesitant to speak.

"Zhong... Ah Yue." Su Qian suddenly reached out and squeezed his wrist, "I don't feel well."

The touch on his wrist was icy cold, and his palm was wet, with an endless sense of water.